Some of you will be well familiar with Chad of the Bizarre Hands, a sometimes ally in my war against the intergalactic forces of bad music.
Unfortunately, he has been a champion of the limp-dicked synth-atrocities of Air for as long as the fleet’s archives go back. This tiny rift is what has led to some of our adversarial (and amusing) misadventures, such as when the two of us spearheaded a joint task force to abscond with some audio artifacts from Omicron Persei 8. Of course, we all remember the end of that episode, where I was left with nothing to show for the mission other than a few scars, a bruised ego and one less set of strike force pants, while Chad dashed away with a box set of CDs by techno-softcock Herbert (his seemingly-good intel had indicated we’d be uncovering a treasure trove of early moog works on vinyl – that sneaky Chad!).
As documented elsewhere, I have been forced to recant my earlier belief that Air are nothing more than ‘The John Tesh of techno’. While sifting through iTunes on shuffle, “Ce Matin La” graced my ears – which I mistakenly assumed was a groovy, chilled b-side from The Go! Team. Ooops. Imagine my surprise at seeing not only the likes of tepid surrender-monkey music, but that I had enjoyed it. Oh well.
Air – Kelly Watch the Stars (Moog Cookbook Remix) | download
The Go! Team – Bottle Rocket | download
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April 2, 2008 at 12:19
chad
I do concede that the intel that led us to Om.Per/8 was a little stale, but aren’t we all better for having made that almost-safely-executed de-orbit? Trousers lost during re-entry can be replaced, but favours owed to Neruthian crime-syndicates? Well, they’re legally inherited by one’s heirs.
In truth, I fear the triumph I took in your honest admission regarding “Ce Matin La” only weakens my stance. Taking any glory in such a small victory indeed provides insight into the war as a whole. Soft-cock even unto death, it’s my hope that “Le Soleil Est de Moi” factors somehow into my wake.
Did I mention that the early Moog collection was eventually revealed? Admittedly, it was sort of a publicity stunt for the pilot of my (failed) spin-off for the eastern-bloc market. To be sure, though, please confirm post-haste that digital transmissions of my early Moog collection did eventually arrive at your HQ. I would despair to think you were fighting the good fight, depleted of Kingsley rounds and short Perrey charges. Rest assured I’ll also be taking advantage of speedier supply lines this time ’round.
April 5, 2008 at 06:59
chad
bzarhands’ soft-cock recommendation of the week: M83’s Saturdays = Youth.